Monday, June 19, 2017

Across the Years


A sudden look through an old man's eyes,
love across the years and something more beautiful.
A bond never taken for granted, no disguises,
here are two hearts that will travel together the miles.
But only a sudden look, for dreams are plentiful,
the reality of a moment now lost in smiles.

After so many years thoughts become one,
after many long years, there are no words to be said.
For now, he can only wonder what has begun,
what trust has been won, does she yet see him as he is?
Are words enough to give her nothing to dread,
or something more than the words he says?

From the fateful moment I turned I knew,
I knew I was older and younger and in the moment.
Such moments as these are so rare and so few,
could my fears of disappointment finally release me?
Love is elusive, more than some unseen element,
nor could I bend to my will what cannot be.

Hope and faithfulness will guide our way,
and should answer those questions only time can ask.
I'd not leave you, for a moment or even a day,
not if you might only have me as I am, my dear friend.
If time could find me ready and equal to the task,
I could love and hope to my journey's end.


Brian Francis Hudon
June 20, 2017

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Happy Once More


Come now little one, no fears,
know you are loved and take my hand.
Hold me now and dry your tears,
you will dream and be happy once more.
It's a place for your heart to land,
a place to trust as it did before.

Some song I've always known,
I know it is love and it takes you away
I hear it often and I am not alone,
embracing me in its warmth like the sun.
Just another time and another day,
always this life has just begun.

You heart feels more than ever,
as your mind races with many feelings.
It will not remain this way forever,
if I said nothing - my heart would break.
Life cannot contain these dealings,
all the emotions it would take.

So I look for life in your smile,
as you open your eyes to one more day,
So hour by hour and mile by mile,
take each step with me now my little one.
Happiness is only a moment away,
always this life has just begun.


Brian Francis Hudon
May 28, 2017

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Always With You


Rest now little child, off to sleep,
sleep and dream for I am with you still.
Rest your weary heart, do not weep,
tomorrow is a new day and ready for living.
Be mild of heart and be strong of will,
and be ready for love and giving.

Be ready to laugh, ready to smile,
for this is what you are, a brighter light.
The sadness is only for a little while,
and then happiness you will remember only.
I am always by your side, day or night,
forever too, if ever you are lonely.

You'll ever be that same little girl,
the one that ever brings a smile to faces.
And to my heart, my joy, my world,
you are my friend and still holding my hand.
However the days or how many places,
I'm with you wherever you stand.

Dry now your eyes and your face,
reach for the stars, but steady your feet.
Wherever your heart is, is our space,
with no goodbyes, for I shall see you again.
My beautiful child, my life is complete,
in you, no matter where or when. 


Brian Francis Hudon
May 3, 2017

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

For a Single Word


Keeping my heart for a single word,
I still move silently in the orbit of your days.
Confiding nothing, only silence is heard,
breaking the illusion of trust, I reveal my secrecy.
And I know I must, in the changing of ways,
while confidence is betrayed so easily.

Forever observed by unknown eyes,
words are secretly spoken, a sentence passed
Beyond judgement and the constant lies,
trust is greater than reputations so easily burned.
The tired web of consequences is widely cast,
and filled with painful lessons learned.

You encourage my heart dear friend,
you friend, who would judge me so severely.
You know me so well, I too often offend,
being the careless, unthinking creature that I am.
Yet I care for you still and love you secretly,
I'll have shared with you all that I can.

From night until the break of dawn,
my dreams consume me there, hour by hour.
Never once is every thought of you gone,
nor would I have it so, lest I lose myself entirely.
My heart won't let go this sweetest flower,
in the hope dreams might set me free.


Brian Francis Hudon
April 18, 2017

Monday, April 17, 2017

As Bold as Love


Alone in much quiet uncertainty,
I can find rest in sleeping and dreaming.
How to be all they I think I must be,
and I discover time for the person I once was.
Hidden wounds find eventual healing,
while love gives a reason to pause.

I must know beauty in what I see,
in myself and a heart and the truth of me.
Of hands that give so much, so freely,
I am afraid, for being so bold by such caring.
Yet there is one that my heart sets free,
ever smiling at my care free daring.

The shy one always looking down,
there's no need to apologize or say sorry.
In so many emotions I might drown,
or might embrace the tide to find a new heart.
I barely remember that night so starry,
yet I remember, it does not depart.

Such a reveal would leave us bare,
unveiled, before a world's watchful eyes.
So often now life is cruel and unfair,
yet we find hope for ourselves, in each other.
As the sun always shines in fairer skies,
we might always find one another.


Brian Francis Hudon
April 17, 2017

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

That Joy Might Reign


Give me but a day or a year,
for once in a lifetime is all too rare.
At your side I would feel no fear,
become more than the man I was before.
If her stars find me a fate more fair,
I might yet find an open door.

My days find me a stranger,
and lately on the outside looking in.
In these hours filled with danger,
I think of all the words I might have said.
I'd wish for some new way to begin,
yet I'm better if I look ahead.

I see the pain in every word,
and every hour longer than the last.
I consider everything I've heard,
and can wonder at the ways I went wrong.
If only a heart held strong and fast,
it would find days not so long.

I feel the pain in every look,
yet remember beautiful smiles too.
So much of life is an open book,
although many deeper mysteries remain.
I'm so grateful that I've known you,
for hope that joy might reign.

Once again I'll feel the sun,
and know friendship's rare embrace.
How sweet is the day now begun,
as I'd close my eyes before its brilliance.
To see morning's light on your face,
is my day's fondest experience.


Brian Francis Hudon
March 22, 2017

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Beauty and the Beast


What can I say of the empty scroll,
of starless days and nights that embrace me?
They might have consumed me whole,
but there was always a hope that was my guide.
Nameless, faceless,  yet I knew it was she,
knowing from her I could not hide.

So many prayers in the moonlight,
staring into shadows on darkened grounds.
To hope without hope for my delight,
to some place without the dread or the fears.
Would I know the joy of happier sounds,
end this waiting of so many years.

And then as from the past I awoke,
so unreal, standing perfectly still in a dream.
And suddenly as though a fever broke,
I saw a face, a light, heard laughter. I was alive.
Crazy, the circumstance, as it might seem,
a day I thought would never arrive.

Still I wait, for what is this she sees,
but a monster in the night, so strange as me!
All I'd give, if her heart I could please,
that she might see the beauty inside this beast.
For in her I discover the better part of me,
and where I my life has not ceased.

But for a word, my sad heart leaps,
for these graces of love are many and sweet.
Secrets kept where love silently sleeps,
in so many words that betray the nature of me.
I would live or die that my life is complete,
and hope a truer self she might see.


Brian Francis Hudon
March 18, 2017